Grandma and Grandpa gave Son #1 a big wheel for his birthday. Son #1 loves to ride it in the house, the front yard, and the back yard.
One wintry afternoon, Son #1 and Son #2 took the tricycle and big wheel into the back yard to race. Son #1 zoomed back and forth across the yard. Son #2 used his tip toes to slowly ease the tricycle onto the grass. Shouts and shrieks of joy floated into the house. From time to time, I peeked out the window to make sure Son #2 was not eating anything questionable.
Some time passed and then yelling and screaming invaded my peace. I walked outside to investigate.
"Stop it! Quit pushing me!" Son #1 shouted with irritation.
Son #2 squealed and screamed in protest at his older brother.
"Mom, he won't leave me alone." Son #1 tattled.
Son #2 was determined to push the big wheel around the yard with Son #1 in it. I analyzed the situation and then suggested. "Hmm. That actually looks like fun. You should let your little brother push you around and get a free ride."
Son #1 thought about my suggestion for a moment and then replied with a huge smile on his face. "Yeah! That sounds fun! Alright little baby. Let's get going!"
Son #2 giggled with delight and pushed him around the yard. Apparently, Son #2 has the strength of Bam Bam.